Submissions by KDAmB
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just a passer-by. Not a poet.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Mar 2016 3:11am
28th Mar 2016 3:11am
Hope
I had a freind called Hope
always held me back
never let me pursue
my resignation to fate!
always held me back
never let me pursue
my resignation to fate!
654 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Mar 2016 9:06am
25th Mar 2016 9:06am
Call it a weakness..I do not care
My heart just sank,
and the music
around me
disappeared
everything
went dead silent!
I try not focus
on the pain
and suffering
that I see!
Every loss
of an innocent
is
a calamity
a catastrophe
an unbearable pain
to me!
call it a weakness,
for I do not care
just cannot see suffering,
was born this way!
Today a mother
left this world
with her toddler
in tow
the way
she chose to leave
dealt me a crippling blow..
.............
and the music
around me
disappeared
everything
went dead silent!
I try not focus
on the pain
and suffering
that I see!
Every loss
of an innocent
is
a calamity
a catastrophe
an unbearable pain
to me!
call it a weakness,
for I do not care
just cannot see suffering,
was born this way!
Today a mother
left this world
with her toddler
in tow
the way
she chose to leave
dealt me a crippling blow..
.............
691 reads
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
18th Mar 2016 10:11pm
18th Mar 2016 10:11pm
A lady who lacked all glory
Written for Jade-Pandora's poetry comp -"A heart of gold"/
When I was a child, I heard this story
about a kind of kind lady who lacked all glory
On a hot sunny day, a day like hell
she saw a thirsty dog, panting by the well
Thirsty and tired, the pooch would surely die
She couldn't bear to watch and keep on walking by
She took off her scarf and tied one of her shoes
She quenched the pooch's thirst with water she drew
She gave this dog something society never gave her
The Almighty saw...
When I was a child, I heard this story
about a kind of kind lady who lacked all glory
On a hot sunny day, a day like hell
she saw a thirsty dog, panting by the well
Thirsty and tired, the pooch would surely die
She couldn't bear to watch and keep on walking by
She took off her scarf and tied one of her shoes
She quenched the pooch's thirst with water she drew
She gave this dog something society never gave her
The Almighty saw...
718 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Feb 2016 2:25pm
1st Feb 2016 2:25pm
A tiny tribute to motherhood
I can only see and to an extent feel
I wish it never happened and soon it'd heal
but I know that soon is many months away
you would endure the agony every single day
Sciatica, I've never had that pain
and wish you would never ever , have it again!
Everyday every moment every second you suffered
my heart never knew what it would usher!
You delivered me our, bundle of joy
the cutest of cute, our baby boy!
Every single moment, of joy he brings
I salute your every, moment's sufferings!
I may look...
I wish it never happened and soon it'd heal
but I know that soon is many months away
you would endure the agony every single day
Sciatica, I've never had that pain
and wish you would never ever , have it again!
Everyday every moment every second you suffered
my heart never knew what it would usher!
You delivered me our, bundle of joy
the cutest of cute, our baby boy!
Every single moment, of joy he brings
I salute your every, moment's sufferings!
I may look...
687 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jan 2016 4:43pm
21st Jan 2016 4:43pm
Living
Society, norms
life and its forms
Does living really mean
you live to conform?
Does feeling alive
really mean you thrive?
or your conscious existence
had a reason to survive?
© KDAmB 2016
life and its forms
Does living really mean
you live to conform?
Does feeling alive
really mean you thrive?
or your conscious existence
had a reason to survive?
© KDAmB 2016
617 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jan 2016 2:30pm
21st Jan 2016 2:30pm
This too shall pass
This "is" too
shall become a "was"
This new rebel too
shall lose his cause
Every moment in time
must come to pass
Doesn't matter if
you smash the hourglass
© KDAmB 2016
shall become a "was"
This new rebel too
shall lose his cause
Every moment in time
must come to pass
Doesn't matter if
you smash the hourglass
© KDAmB 2016
768 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Jan 2016 9:06pm
15th Jan 2016 9:06pm
Contentment
Loving life every moment,
through the highs and lows.
Why am I not content then?
desires only grow.
Did succeed in my pursuits
results are there to show.
Why am I not content
despite the winner's glow?
© 2016 KDAmB
through the highs and lows.
Why am I not content then?
desires only grow.
Did succeed in my pursuits
results are there to show.
Why am I not content
despite the winner's glow?
© 2016 KDAmB
668 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Dec 2015 10:42pm
27th Dec 2015 10:42pm
Poetry
Poets
come and go,
causing ripples
on the tranquil lake
of poetry.
For some
it is
their waterhole.
For others
it is their fountain of life.
For some
it is the
graveyard of their
demons.
For some
it is an elixir
for their
scorched hearts.
For some
it is the
garden where
they pick their roses
for the beloved.
For some ...
come and go,
causing ripples
on the tranquil lake
of poetry.
For some
it is
their waterhole.
For others
it is their fountain of life.
For some
it is the
graveyard of their
demons.
For some
it is an elixir
for their
scorched hearts.
For some
it is the
garden where
they pick their roses
for the beloved.
For some ...
955 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2015 2:43pm
3rd Dec 2015 2:43pm
Pain
All I got is pain..
All my deeds in vain..
Or so it seems!
Enough recoiling,
Enough blood boiling,
Yes I did scream!
Self pity, self harm,
No longer hold charm,
You held the beam!
Stars in my eye,
No more make me cry
Now I don't dream!
If there was no pain,
Then what was my gain,
Thought love was supreme!
(Previously submitted as a competition entry http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/8431/)
© 2015 KDAmB
All my deeds in vain..
Or so it seems!
Enough recoiling,
Enough blood boiling,
Yes I did scream!
Self pity, self harm,
No longer hold charm,
You held the beam!
Stars in my eye,
No more make me cry
Now I don't dream!
If there was no pain,
Then what was my gain,
Thought love was supreme!
(Previously submitted as a competition entry http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/competitions/read/8431/)
© 2015 KDAmB
767 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Nov 2015 2:10pm
29th Nov 2015 2:10pm
Love standing in the rain
In the pouring rain I stand
Face to the dark grey skies
In pleasure I close my eyes
For the incoming lightning strike
The piercing, chilly winds
Deliver more pleasure than pain
I love standing in the rain!
Love standing in the rain!
© KDAmB
Face to the dark grey skies
In pleasure I close my eyes
For the incoming lightning strike
The piercing, chilly winds
Deliver more pleasure than pain
I love standing in the rain!
Love standing in the rain!
© KDAmB
800 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Nov 2015 00:10am
12th Nov 2015 00:10am
Chapel Of Love
He who roams the woods at night
travels in shadows with birds of flight.
His abode's a place condemned
an abbey of yore that's overwhelmed.
Blood and gore he's seen it all
he stood through his kingdom's fall.
For now he lurks in caves beneath
long buried his blade and sheath.
Lightning bolts on moonless night
set the valley and woods alight.
He hath no feeling for human plight
for him it's just a beautiful sight.
Not even a blink for loss of reign
loss of love his source of pain.
His queen,...
travels in shadows with birds of flight.
His abode's a place condemned
an abbey of yore that's overwhelmed.
Blood and gore he's seen it all
he stood through his kingdom's fall.
For now he lurks in caves beneath
long buried his blade and sheath.
Lightning bolts on moonless night
set the valley and woods alight.
He hath no feeling for human plight
for him it's just a beautiful sight.
Not even a blink for loss of reign
loss of love his source of pain.
His queen,...
822 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Nov 2015 11:41pm
5th Nov 2015 11:41pm
Beauty and Danger..
Beauty, is danger,
To this am no stranger.
Just ask any lost tourist,
Rescued by a ranger.
I sailed by a picturesque fjord
Was struck by the awesome sight,
Was nailed by the work of the Lord,
Hypothermia's a deadly fight!
Went gliding by the Skeletal coast,
Overawed by the sea and the sands.
It's a pretty yet a hostile host,
Hyperthermia, dehydration at hand.
Snorkelled at a tropical reef,
It's nature's own kaleidoscope.
Stingy jellies gave me the real grief,
Without luck had no...
To this am no stranger.
Just ask any lost tourist,
Rescued by a ranger.
I sailed by a picturesque fjord
Was struck by the awesome sight,
Was nailed by the work of the Lord,
Hypothermia's a deadly fight!
Went gliding by the Skeletal coast,
Overawed by the sea and the sands.
It's a pretty yet a hostile host,
Hyperthermia, dehydration at hand.
Snorkelled at a tropical reef,
It's nature's own kaleidoscope.
Stingy jellies gave me the real grief,
Without luck had no...
731 reads
4 Comments
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